Make My Money Double Ya Boy

The ladies love the way I touch dough, so
I'm on the block trying bump more
I can't help the way I stunt though
I'm trying to make my money double
I'm in the street with the white
I got the work and the price
State to state, taking flights
All day and all night

Yo, bricks of the white
Pounds of the purp
And for the right price, come around to the turf
We don't keep tucked outside with the work
I strap it on a bitch make her fly with the work
Ya boy want 17-5 for the work
23 in the south take a ride with the work
Fuck what you heard, I'm a grind till it hurt
Knock on wood, I get caught won't say a word
We call it a brick, they call it a bird
We call it a corner, they call it a curb
I got a hotline, you can call for the herb
Mathematics with a addicts, you can call me a nerd
I don't get money nigga, that is absurd
I passed it like magic, then ball like Byrd
You can find me in the hood from the first to the third
Goin hard for them clear diamond stones and infirms